There was silence in the command room.
A Beimang cook who calls himself Brother Zhang?
Although the surname Zhang is very common and a common surname, how many people with the surname Zhang in Beimang dare to call themselves Brother Zhang?
Everyone reacted at the same time.
Even mother-in-law Zhao Changying, who was picky about Brother Zhang and had many opinions, instantly became excited!
"Actually, it's not an order from Brother Zhang." He Jun couldn't blame Brother Zhang for fear of causing harm to him. "Brother Zhang helped us complete the task in advance. Anyway, I have nothing to do. I can go over and help the Beimang brothers. You can just shout a few times."
Ye Zhengting was filled with emotion and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know who the Brother Zhang you are talking about is?"
He Jun wondered: "Didn't I tell you? He is from the Beimang cooking class."
Ye Zhengting opened his mouth and adjusted his breathing: "Perform the mission immediately, don't embarrass me!"
"yes!"
…
"The Fifth Front has arrived on the battlefield!"
"Second Front Army, arrive at the battlefield!"
"The Eighth Front Army has arrived on the battlefield!"
In the command room, the atmosphere was high.
The faces of all the military commanders were unpredictable and horrified.
Han Jiangxue's delicate body trembled and her eyes were red.
Brother Zhang doesn't want the chance to stand on stage and be admired by everyone.
But he transformed into a Beimang cook and plunged into the front line?
Zhao Changying never dreamed that this bastard son-in-law who called him Xiao Zhao every day would return to the battlefield in this way?
She had planned to have sex with her daughter before. Your brother Zhang was showing off his power every day, but why did he disappear at the critical moment?
Fortunately, her palace was deep enough. If she had to ask, she would never even think of raising her head in front of her daughter in her life.
Toot.
Qin Huan's steady and powerful voice sounded in the headset.
From time to time, there was the sound of artillery fire.
"Long Shuai, please execute the beheading operation."
Click.
Before Long Fei could speak.
The audio was cut off and there was no more movement.
…
Qin Huan led a detachment of 500 people to carry out the beheading operation.
The mission goal is to seize Gandaolin's base camp and capture the thief first.
This is the action plan he simulated based on General Zhang's thinking.
The task is difficult and risky.
But with high risk comes high reward.
Get rid of Gan Daolin, and the coalition forces will be defeated in one fell swoop.
The decapitation team took advantage of the chaos to sneak in, but was ambushed by two veteran war gods from Beihai Kingdom halfway.
In the battle with the front army, they seemed to be fleeing, but in fact they preserved their elite and prepared to attack Beimang head-on.
The two sides met on the road, and when they met, they fought with bayonets.
The decapitation team was able to fight well, and they were all the best among the best. They quickly defeated the main force of the Beihai Kingdom, but the two veteran war gods used their good offices to avoid its edge and delay time.
"Brother Huan, time is urgent. You lead the charge and I will stop the rear." Han Dong finished his bullets, took out his saber and said in a deep voice.
Qin Huan's eyes were red. He condensed briefly and then nodded and said, "Be careful, don't be reckless."
"I know." Tang Huan grinned, a cold light appearing in his eyes.
Qin Huan led the team towards the base camp.
The fighter opportunity was fleeting and he couldn't think too much about it.
Han Dong looked back at his comrades who stayed behind, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill those bastards!"
A group of Beimang elites rushed out.
But after only a moment of fighting, the other party's people came like a tide.
It seemed like it had stabbed the main force of the coalition forces!
"be cheated!"
A Beimang veteran panted: "This is Gan Daolin's main force!"
Everyone's expressions darkened and they looked at each other.
Han Dong also realized the seriousness of the problem. He clenched the blade in his hand and said decisively: "Beimang is fighting the elite! Charge!"
Dozens of Beimang elites were exhausted and followed Han Dong, who became more and more courageous in the Vietnam War, to break through.
But two veteran war gods from Beihai Kingdom showed up.
After "killing" several Beimang veterans, he stared coldly at Han Dong, who had performed outstandingly throughout the military exercise, and began to encircle and suppress him.
"Surrender?"
A North Sea War God asked in a cold voice.
Without saying a word, Han Dong drew his sword and stabbed!
Several Beimang veterans who fell next to them were seriously injured.
Han Dong's heart was filled with murderous intent.
For him, this military exercise was no different from actual combat.
"I heard that you are the new king of Beimang? Are you the leader of the new forces in Beimang?"
Another Beihai War God said in a cold voice: "If you don't surrender, you will die in battle."
Two veteran war gods took action boldly.
Attack Han Dong from a flank.
Fighting with bayonets is risky for even brother troops who have no murderous intentions.
What's more, these aliens?
Han Dong's eyes turned red as he started fighting with the two veteran war gods.
They wanted Han Dong dead.
Han Dong also wants to send them to hell!
Today, he has personally sent off several fallen comrades.
His bloody spirit was completely aroused!
After a fierce fight, Han Dong was seriously injured and also stabbed down a Beihai God of War.
He was covered in blood, his expression was ferocious, and the blood was flowing down the palm of his hand holding the knife.
"Give you another chance."
"Surrender, I will spare your life."
Han Dong bowed his waist, his dark eyes filled with murderous intent.
He said nothing, gathering up his last strength.
The God of War got up after being stabbed down. The two looked at each other and wanted to kill the new king of Beimang, the successor of Zhang Xiangbei who was being cultivated by the military.
The two quickly approached Han Dong.
But when he started to take action, his vision suddenly went dark.
A burly figure stood in front of him without any warning.
Phew!
A Beimang knife stabbed into the heart of a Beihai Kingdom war god.
"We in Beimang are not so qualified."
The man pulled out the Beimang sword and looked down at the other Beihai War God with a domineering look: "Pick up the gun, Beimang will not kill prisoners of war."
